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It's been 500 years or so since it happened, and I've been here eating irradiated meat just to prevent myself from starving, at the least. Y'know, I could also die of infected wounds, dehydration, a bullet through the skull, But who cares! All the people out here care about nowadays are stealing other peoples supplies and how many 9mm's they can blast through their enemies skulls. Me? I fight them off. I keep my own home my own. That was until I met two amazing people.
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